Caption Perpisahan Aesthetic

Setiap ada pertemuan selalu ada perpisahan dan di setiap terjadi perpisahan, semua orang berharap bisa bertemu dengan hal yang lebih baik lagi. Meliana Sekar Dewi, keputusan menikah diusia muda dengan pria yang ia cintai berakhir dengan kisah pahit, tiga tahun pernikahannya berlalu dan dia tidak kunjung hamil. Natan-suami Meliana memutuskan untuk menikah kembali dan sesuai dengan janji keduanya, Meliana memilih untuk mundur daripada berbagi suami, gelar janda kini ia sandang. Arga Pradipta, dia teman lama sekaligus cinta monyet Meliana. Pernikahannya bersama sang istri juga tidak berumur panjang karena penyakit kronis itu merenggut nyawa Nia-istri Arga dalam waktu yang singkat, sampai detik ini dia tidak kunjung bisa melupakan Nia, bahkan dia hapus niat untuk menikah lagi. Suatu hari Meliana dan Arga dipertemukan kembali, tanpa ada yang berencana ataupun berharap, keduanya pun bersikap acuh seolah tidak pernah mengenal satu sama lain. Apa takdir akan menyatukan mereka dan membuat cinta monyet itu menjadi nyata?

My son, Scott Gould, suddenly tells me that he has leukemia. Then, he goes on to say that his biggest wish is to see Ivanna Newman in a wedding dress. My husband, Theodore Gould, agrees with Scott. "I'll hold a wedding with Ivanna. Once Scott is done with his treatment, we'll get remarried." I gladly agree to the request and divorce Theodore. Not long after, I learn from Scott's social media that he's attending the wedding of Theodore and his childhood sweetheart, Ivanna. The caption he writes says, "I'm so happy for Dad. I can't help but shed tears for true love." I smile and turn off my phone. Holding the hand of the person next to me, I board a plane to Wismuth.

Colter Giordano, my fiancé of six years, heir to the Giordano family, took a bullet for a dancer named Mia. He didn't take one for me. A bullet tore through my shoulder. Blood bloomed across my dress, hot and sticky. But my heart hurt worse. He asked if I was okay. Just once. Then he rushed Mia to the hospital, leaving me bleeding on the floor. The next day, Mia's picture popped up on my Instagram feed. There she was, in a luxury hospital suite. Colter was fussing over a scratch on her arm that was barely there. The caption was just two words: "My Hero." I liked the post. Then I made an encrypted call. "The Falcone family's offer," I said. "I'm taking it. Get me on a plane to Sicily. Three days."

My Love, You Take Away adalah satu cerita romansa anak mudah yang mengisahkan tentang bagaimana akhirnya perjalanan cinta dua orang sahabat masa kecil yang ditengah kisah mereka terselip duka mendalam. Mulai dari perasaan sepihak, penghianatan, hingga pengorbanan cinta demi sebuah janji yang tak pernah terduga akan berbalik menjadi sebuah perpisahan! ...So lets reading the story!

Kisah yang tak pernah muncul ke permukaan bumi antara Kania dan Erlan. Tak ada manusia lain yang tahu bahwa ada kisah cinta seindah kisah mereka. Berdampingan, tapi tak pernah bersatu. Keduanya dipisah karena perbedaan kasta dan restu orang tua. Bagaimana pengorbanan cinta yang tulus akan berakhir? Sanggupkah Erlan dan Kania saling melupakan setelah perpisahan berat mereka?

Saat acara kemah perpisahan sekolah, aku tersesat di hutan dan mendadak mendapat bayangan bahwa aku akan mati muda jika terus mengejar lelaki yang selama ini kucintai. Semua tampak begitu nyata, hingga aku pun memutuskan untuk membalikkan takdir! Hanya saja, mengapa lelaki itu tak percaya? Bahkan pamannya yang paling berkuasa di keluarga kini ikut mengejarku dan ingin memanjakanku...?

Before Mom's surgery, Mason—yeah, the Mason Leonhart from one of Brighton's big-name families—suddenly "had" to go on a business trip and couldn't be at the hospital. A few hours later, Judy Yeager blasted a video on social. There was Mason, Mr. Born-With-A-Silver-Spoon, recycling bottles with her. Caption: [If we work hard together, no hardship can scare us.] I couldn't resist. [Future Leonhart heir, worth ten billion, still helping his girl recycle bottles to trade in for cash—heartwarming.] It vanished in seconds. My phone lit up. Mason's voice? Ice cold. "Shiloh Harrington, what was that? Call Judy. Tell her you were joking." I laughed. "Keep playing your little poor-boy cosplay without me." Hung up. Three days till the divorce cooling-off ended. Then Mason could be the broke man he was pretending to be.

Today is the sixth time my girlfriend, Shirley Lake, is supposed to meet my parents. My parents and I wait at the restaurant for four whole hours. I call her over and over again, but she never picks up. Just as I'm about to try one last time, I see Shirley's childhood sweetheart, Joshua Solomon, post a picture on his Instagram, with the location tagged at a suburban hotel. The picture shows a woman's pale back, one shoulder bare, with a striking red spider lily tattoo visible on her skin. Underneath the picture was the caption, "We'll make it from 18 to 80." A mutual friend comments, "First-love couples are the sweetest!" I silently hit the like button, then comment, "Make sure to get buried together when you die. And don't come back to haunt anyone else."

Chase Grimm's aide-de-camp sent me a screenshot of an Instagram Live status. Guess who it came from. His new secretary. She was showing off a meticulously prepared lunch from a lunchbox. My handiwork, no less. I made it for him. The caption read: [He's a dark, cold CEO… and a shiny knight who saved a hungry princess with a gastric problem from eating mac 'n' cheese again!] Chase almost never posted on Instagram. Yet there he was, sharing a photo of a cup of ridiculously spicy mac 'n' cheese, captioned: [I have missed this.] The nerve of this prick. Then my mother-in-law sent an entirely unsolicited text: [What the heck were you doing?! You're supposed to make him a proper lunch! He can't stand spicy food!] After all that, I decided to call a supermarket. "Hi! I'd like to order 100 cups of instant super-spicy mac 'n' cheese and have them delivered to Grimm Co. Please and thank you." "Ain't I generous?"

During the long National Day holidays, I planned a Golden Highlands trip for the whole family. I even booked tickets for a luxurious train ride so we could enjoy the scenery. But on departure day, my husband and son vanished. I called my husband. I could hear an airport boarding announcement in the background. My voice trembled. "Where are you?" He panicked and mumbled that the company had an emergency before hanging up. I tried calling again, but the line was busy. The next day, he posted an update on his social media. In the photo, he stood beneath the snowy peaks of Wintercrown with one arm around his old love while the other held our son. The caption read: [If we had been a little braver back then...] A friend commented: [Where is your wife?] I stared at his reply: [She's sick and resting at home.] Three expired train tickets sat on the table as my eyes welled up with tears. A decade of marriage. A pack of lies. It was time to bring it all to a close.